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"Father, how does it taste?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to answer this question.

be honest?

It seemed to have dealt a serious blow to his self-confidence.

But if I lie, should I eat the whole plate of mashed potatoes?

This is a dilemma.

And Ian didn't want to choose either.

As if noticing her beloved's dilemma, Artoria spoke expressionlessly at this moment:

“This mashed potatoes smells delicious.”

"Sir Ian, let me have a taste."

"..."

"Can't I taste it?"

"Oh, yes, of course."

Ian hesitated for a while, but finally handed the mashed potatoes in his hand to Altria as she wished.

The moment he completed the handover, he felt a little regretful.

After all, if he himself said that the food was unpalatable, the blow Gawain would suffer would only be at the level of his elders.

But if it was Altria who said it tasted bad, that would be a denial for the entire Camelot.

The difference in the impact the two had on Gawain's self-confidence was naturally huge.

But the development of things once again exceeded Ian's imagination.

After taking the mashed potatoes, Altria started to taste them directly.

But completely different from Ian, she not only did not show any hesitation, but ate it all up.

Then she expressed her opinion.

"Well... it is indeed something that can be called 'food'."

"Please keep it up."

Hearing this, Gao Wen was very excited.

"I understand!"

“I’m going to make another one right now!”

Seeing Gawain walk away happily, Ian dared to speak:

"How do you manage to eat that?"

"As far as normal food is concerned, it is indeed inedible."

Altria frowned slightly.

"But he is your child and our knight. I don't want to attack him."

"But Artoria, I think if we continue like this... we might create some kind of monster."

"That's okay."

The girl blushed slightly.

"As long as Mr. Ian has tasted something, I can eat it as if it were a delicacy."

"..."

For a moment, Ian didn't know whether he should answer this question - if he agreed, he would definitely be entangled in some kind of bad luck, right?

And at the moment when the two of them were looking at each other in silence.

A report came:

"King, there is a knight from France outside who wants to see you!"

81. The Rotating Sword of Victory vs. the Indestructible Lake Light! (-word chapter)

[You didn't expect a knight to ask for a meeting at this time.]

[You didn't expect that this knight would come from France on the other side of the coast.]

【You feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems. 】

Ian and Altria looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

There is no point in avoiding it, meeting it is the right choice.

"Let him come."

The young king said so.

"understood."

Then, amidst the welcome formed by the aroma of food and the laughter of the knights, a man appeared in front of the two.

He was a man with a tall stature, beautiful violet eyes and curly hair.

One glance at him and you'll know that this is a knight of extraordinary temperament.

"Hello, I am Lancelot, a knight from France."

[You noticed that his eyes were focused on Altria beside you from beginning to end.]

[This is different from Percival and Palamidis's behavior - they both more or less mistook you for the real Knight King.]

[You realize that he is definitely not an ordinary knight. ]

[You can sense that his strength may be very strong. ]

Seeing that no one answered him, the knight who called himself Lancelot spoke again.

"If my guess is correct."

"you--"

Lancelot looked at Artoria.

"It should be King Arthur."

"And he—"

Lancelot looked the other way.

"It must be the king's attendant."

Although he had expected all this, Ian was not happy about it.

"In that case——"

Ian returned Lancelot's gaze.

"Knight from France, why have you come all the way here?"

"Is it just to tell me and the king that you can tell us apart?"

Although he is a bastard who can completely manipulate Altria's emotions in private, Ian will maintain 100% respect for her in front of other people.

A king can be corrupted in secret but can never be desecrated in public.

If anyone tries to offend Altria's dignity.

Ian was sure that he would be the first Knight of the Round Table to draw his sword.

"Of course not possible."

Lancelot smiled and shook his head.

"If that's the case, it would seem like I'm making a big fuss."

"So what is your purpose?" Ian insisted.

"It's very simple."

Lancelot's hand stopped on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

It was a rounded end made of some material.

Even though it is still under the sunlight, it still remains very calm, as if it has never been exposed to the sun.

"On the other side of the sea, I heard that the Knight King was invincible after he pulled out the Sword in the Stone."

"Those heroic deeds have even been made into ballads in France, echoing over the palace all day long."

"but me--"

Lancelot pulled the sword with a steady aura out of the scabbard.

“That’s what this ballad is about.”

"I often wonder, is this really acceptable to me?"

"It was not until I set out on my journey, crossed rivers and mountains, and met the true Knight King that I understood the choice my heart was willing to accept."

Lancelot pointed his weapon at Artoria.

The sword blade, as heavy as a lake, was pointed at the young king.

"King Arthur, accept my challenge!"

[You completely understand Lancelot's intention. ]

[He is a knight from France. He couldn't stand being compared to Altria's bravery by his subjects all the time, so he resolutely set foot on British soil.]

[This is also the reason why he immediately set his sights on Altria.]

[Because he and the first two knights who came here for his fame had completely different purposes.]

[Knights who come here because of your reputation will subconsciously associate your image as the invincible Knight King with your tall stature, leading to misunderstandings.]

【As for Lancelot, he was burdened with the idea of avenging his previous humiliation. 】

[Then the image that corresponds to the title of Knight King in his mind is naturally Altria, who seems easier to defeat. ]

[You realize that Altria is underestimated.]

【You are a little unhappy. 】

"Lancelot."

Ian placed his hand on the Excalibur Galatine sword on his waist.

"You are a knight from a foreign country. It is not right for you to challenge the king right away."

"Oh?"

Lancelot shifted his gaze from Altria to Ian.

"According to what you said, you want to stand in front of King Arthur?"

"Right on my mind."

Ian drew out the Excalibur Galatine.